Oh! Henry - Sex Gang Children

Stanley Steemer pull a fast-ton-lever

Who?

He’s fascinated with plastic pillars

He’s built to last with smiling glass

And Stanley always laughs

Oh Henry your baby is shrieking, throwling

Scheming, bleeding and chickens dancing

I’m muse to the world, I’m news of the world

It’s pay-day Friday and all day Sunday

I’m always down to soup-exchange

Oh how sad!

Beware of the men with the soup-dish grins

And the man with the terrible name

And he’s so smart minded

But often blinded by the two left shoes on his feet

He’s mamas best, tried and test

Drive in big boy, soft-touch car wash

Suck with a saddle Jack, suck on Ortega snack

Henry’s showing mercy, but only when it hurts me

Yet I wrote the beginning to his story

My feeling runs violent, do I feel like a man?

No, you feel like a whore

At times there’s something female about you

Man with the terrible name

Getty-Getty-Go, and the all-nude show

Another queen here, and another one there

Kick out the boot, and slap the gook

Apply your entertainment everywhere

Run boy run with your head in your hands

Henry is stealing again

A keyhole affair with the beautiful temptress

And the man with the terrible name